Because Wei Caixia's family lived in another province, the wedding car convoy set off very early, leaving before 6 a.m. amidst the sound of firecrackers. They got on the highway and sped off, arriving at the bride's home before 9 a.m.

Wei Caixia's family lived in a remote mountain village. Her parents made a living by farming. Surrounded by deep mountains and forests, when they arrived at the bride's home, Wei Caixia's parents showed no sadness at their daughter's marriage. Instead, they smiled. Wei Caixia's eyes reddened, and Chu Fang sighed deeply.

Even though it was a routine wedding ceremony, Chu Fang didn't participate. Instead, he stood by and filmed, leaving a beautiful memory for the young couple's future.

After taking the photos, he would occasionally share them with Zhong Tingyue.

[Solo Dating Player: Image.JpG, Image.JpG, Image.JpG... ...]

[Zhong, a solo player specializing in dating, shares his experience with you.]

[Wang Shu: Boring. (Pouting.JpG)]

[Solo Lover: Other people's weddings are really boring. You wait, on our wedding day, I promise to give you an unforgettable wedding. First, a line of black Rolls-Royces will lead the way, with a helicopter following us all day taking pictures; second, the red envelopes will be huge, each one will contain 666 yuan, for good luck; then... ...]

[Wang Shu: I think it's a good idea.]

[Solo Dating Player: Okay? Don't dream about it. You might be able to, but I'm not. I'm just making empty promises.]

[Wang Shu: You're really not good enough. Serious face.JpG]

[Solo player in dating: ... ...]

In Shanghai, Zhong Tingyue and He Yi left home carrying the exquisitely packaged items and hailed a taxi.

He Yi said, "Master, Zhonghai Mingyuan, thank you."

"Zhonghai Mingyuan?" The driver was taken aback.

Seeing that the driver seemed to be thinking about the destination, He Yi showed him the exact address and said with amusement, "Driver, how do you drive a taxi? You don't even know which neighborhood is where."

The driver started the engine and headed towards the destination. He adjusted his seat and said, "Miss, I've been driving a taxi for over twenty years. I know Shanghai like the back of my hand. How could I not know about Zhonghai Mingyuan? I was just a little surprised just now."

"What's so surprising?"

“Zhonghai Mingyuan is a well-known community in Shanghai, and it is inhabited by important people with status and influence.”

"Tsk, Chu Fang actually lives so well. He's willing to give up his big apartment and choose to live in our Tanhua community. It sounds a bit too romantic." Hearing this, He Yi clicked her tongue and asked the driver, "Driver, how much are the apartments there?"

"Seventy or eighty million, I guess. It's a house I can't afford in my entire life," the driver replied, then asked, "Where do you two ladies live?"

“I can’t afford it,” He Yi said, glancing at her best friend beside her. “But someone else should be able to afford it.”

Throughout the journey, Zhong Tingyue gazed at the passing scenery outside, remaining silent, while He Yi chatted idly with the driver, asking about information about Zhonghai Mingyuan. Occasionally, surprised exclamations could be heard from inside the car.

About half an hour later, the car stopped at the entrance of the residential area.

The two got out of the car and looked at the exquisite community in front of them. It was adjacent to the Bund and next to Tomson Riviera. The location was impeccable. He Yi looked up at the mansion and said, "Wow, this is a house for people to live in. Compared to this, our community is just a latrine."

“You can’t even afford a toilet.” Zhong Tingyue, carrying the several exquisite packages, straightened her back slightly and walked forward. When she reached the security room, she said to the security guard on duty, “Hello, I am an employee of Micro Era. I’m here to deliver clothes to Mr. Chu Fang. Can we come in? I have a key to Mr. Chu’s house.”

After speaking, Zhong Tingyue showed the keys Chu Fang had given her: one was the key to the Tanhua residential complex, and the other, she thought, should be the key to the Zhonghai Mingyuan apartment.

"Sorry, no." The security guard looked at the other key with a serious expression. It was a key reserved for residents of the Zhonghai Mingyuan residential complex. He nodded. "For the privacy of the residents, please have Mr. Chu Fang call us. Only after we confirm can I let you in."

"Mr. Chu is attending a wedding, so I won't disturb him. I'll just go in and put down my clothes and then leave."

The security guard said, "Then put the clothes at our security office, give us the key, and we'll deliver the clothes to Mr. Chu's house."

"It's so annoying. I'm just entering a residential area, why is it so complicated? Rich people are always so troublesome..." Zhong Tingyue twitched her lips at the sight of the upright security guard.

Just then, a clear voice reached her ears, saying, "Hey, sister, how come you have my house key?"

Zhong Tingyue turned around and saw two girls in front of her, about sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing blue and white school uniforms. They had clear, bright eyes that darted around, giving them a clever look.

The other one has her hands placed in front of her, looking well-behaved and cute.

Zhong Tingyue's brows furrowed instantly, a hint of doubt appearing on her otherwise perfect face: "Who are you?"

“The Mr. Chu Fang you mentioned is my brother,” the clever girl replied.

Indeed, the two girls in front of them were Chu Fang's younger sisters, Chu Yi and Zhou Qiong. They had returned home today because school was on holiday, and they happened to run into Zhong Tingyue and He Yi, who had come to "deliver" clothes.

"Is Mr. Chu Fang your older brother?" Zhong Tingyue asked.

"Yes, my name is Chu Yi."

Upon hearing this, Zhong Tingyue breathed a sigh of relief, while He Yi, standing beside her, pursed her lips, finding the scene before her quite amusing, and preemptively said, "We're here to deliver clothes to your brother."

"He doesn't live here anymore, why send him clothes?" Chu Yi muttered a few words. "I'll take them back for him."

With that, Chu Yi took the packaging boxes from the two of them and prepared to head into the residential area in high spirits.

Huh? This? Zhong Tingyue was at a loss for what to do.

She wanted to sneak into Chu Fang's house to take a look.

He Yi understood her best friend's thoughts, grabbed Chu Yi's arm, and said gently, "Little sister, I'm thirsty, can I come to your house for a drink of water?"

“No problem.” Chu Yi and Zhou Qiong were both young girls who had never seen much of the world, so they readily agreed.

He immediately called the security guard to register Zhong Tingyue and He Yi. After carefully comparing their ID cards with the real people in front of them and finding no significant difference, he allowed the two of them to enter. After registration, the security guard accompanied the four of them into the community. Along the way, they were not allowed to use their mobile phones or even look around.

They took the elevator upstairs and arrived at Chu Fang's apartment. The security guard stood at the door and said to Chu Yi and Zhou Qiong, "Miss Chu, Miss Zhou, I'll be standing at the door. Leave the door ajar. If you need anything, just call out and I'll come in immediately."

Zhong Tingyue and He Yi stared at each other, their faces twitching.

So they've mistaken them for bad guys.

The security in this upscale residential area is way too strict.

Upon entering the room, He Yi's pupils dilated as she surveyed the house before her. It was a duplex with simple decor, yet it possessed an extraordinary side. Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, she looked down at the world below, with all living beings beneath her feet and the Bund scenery spread out before her.

My god, that kid is so rich.

At this moment, He Yi had a bold idea: to kidnap Chu Fang.

Zhong Tingyue's mind remained calm. She glanced around the living room, which was exactly the same as the living room in the Tanhua Community—simple and minimalist. Then she slowly looked away and asked Zhou Qiong, "Excuse me, where is Mr. Chu Fang's bedroom? I'd like to hang these clothes in the closet."

"I'll hang them up," Zhou Qiong offered to help, but Zhong Tingyue refused, saying with a smile, "We're shop assistants, how can we let you hang up the clothes? If the boss finds out, he'll definitely dock our pay."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Qiong nodded and pointed to the second floor. Zhong Tingyue carried the packaging box upstairs.